Homesick
This photo puts both a smile on my face and a weight on my heart at the same time. It’s my mother’s Thanksgiving table set from last Monday. She told me she spent an hour putting it together.
I love the mismatched chairs, the light coming in, the antique water glasses, and colorful Denby dishes. Most of all I love that she is there in the kitchen, slicing homemade pies (made with fruit from her own plum tree) before the guests arrive.
I’m sad that I wasn’t there. I can’t remember the last time we celebrated Thanksgiving together. It’s easily been ten years. Sure we celebrated the holiday here in Montreal (twice, actually), but there is nothing like being with your own family and knowing you are loved. Despite everything.
I love you, Mom. Don’t ever change.
I agree. I miss my 19 and 24 yr old babies at my table too!
Your Mom's table sure looks pretty.
I can easily see what you mean by homesick. I just want to pull out one of those chairs and take a seat.
It's crummy being far away from family, especially for holidays. Maybe it's time to plan a trip home for next Thanksgiving? 🙂
That table set is beautiful!
I don't think I've ever been away from my parents at Thanksgiving. There was one year when I didn't see them Thanksgiving Day, but celebrated on Friday that year. I've never really thought about it, but that's something I really should be thankful for!
Beautifully said, Aimee. You really made me miss them.